![]() ![]() We had driven a long way that day and just wanted to eat dinner and go to bed. After waiting 10 minutes, we just left and went back to the room to wait for dinner. The bartender saw us, but was talking to her friends and never did come over. ![]() Finding our way through the billowing smoke cloud, we found the bar and sat down, and sat, and sat and sat. He suggested we go to the bar in the casino, which we did. When we went to the restaurant to get a drink and an appetizer, the host said they didn't have any appetizers until dinner, and he didn't think the bartender came on duty in that (non-smoking) bar until 4, but he wasn't really sure. When we checked in and nicely asked about the room, we were just told that we had the same view as they did from the front desk (the Porte-cochère!) through which you could see the ocean if you leaned far to the right. The biggest problems we encountered were surly attitudes from most of the staff we encountered. Our "view" was of the rooftop of the Porte-cochère, but if you stretched to the very right side of the window, you could see the ocean way, way, far away over the roof. ![]()
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